Burns Night

It doesn't just have to come once a year

THE appreciation of the poetry of Robbie Burns is best achieved with a glass of malt whisky in hand or you may find some of the language too obscure or, as some have suggested, not unlike the BBC’s portrayal of Moriarty as a figment of the great Sherlock Holme’s imagination. Current enthusiasms are for Monkey Shoulder and the incomparable Ardberg. Also we like the Welsh Penderyn.

There are no tales of tartan tartines because there are no Scottish restaurants of note in London but supporters of the old alliance may like to present themselves at the premises of one Mr. G. Ramsay, proprietor of numerous up market establishments in the capital.

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